Miss Gabriel, drink in hand, moved over to the long, plush couch."Kathy," she said in a low, sultry voice," "Come over here and massage my feet. These shoes are killing me."Without any forethought I slid off the stool and staggered around to the front of the couch. As ladylike as possible, I knelt on my knee's in front of her. After removing her right shoe I thought it curious that I would wonder how they smelled. Surely nothing about her could be imperfect... I thought it an honor massaging her feet."God, that feels so good," she moaned. "Keep it up. You have incredible fingers girl."As I moved to her left shoe she lifted her leg ever so slightly. "Why don't you take my stockings off Kathy. I think the massage would feel better on my bare skin."She continued lifting her leg, her short dress hiking further up her thighs. I felt a sudden rush of blood to my face... and... and I'm sure I turned beet red. It was such a precarious position to be in, but... but when I glanced up at her,. Including about you.”“Well, as I said, the Los Angeles thing was a seduction from the start and wasn’t what you thought it was.”“Obviously. I suppose you should just tell the rest of the story.”“After you decided that the two of you would go to Los Angeles, she came up with her plan. Well, actually, I need to take a step back. She had played the part of a ‘frigid bitch’ who was socially isolated and estranged from her parents to the point where everyone believed it. Her mom was a control freak and a cold person, so nobody doubted it. Well, except my dad. He always knew she had a soft side, if you will.”“And he exploited it.”“He was always really nice to her. But then again, he’s always really nice to all the teenage girls. He basically sweet-talked her into bed. He’d done it before; a lot. Most of my friends. Well, they aren’t friends anymore. I quit bringing girls home from school because my dad just saw them as targets. And he was a marksman. My dad has a serious thing for teenage.
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